this part is only two minutes in and i lost it ah

Misguided (M)

Originally posted by y-ta

SUMMARY: After a run in with one of Johnny’s fellow frat brothers, you had thought he had just been after one thing. But when, not only Johnny himself, but with the help of your friends, they helped you realize that you had made some very misguided judgments. // “What tastes better than it smells?”

GENRE/WARNINGS: Fraternity/College!AU // It’s honestly mostly fluff with smut thrown in at the end. This is part of a collab with @versigny and a bunch of other writers. You can read the prologue here.

WORDS: 14.5k.

A/N: I died 3x over writing this. That is all.

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The Lost Special: The One Way to Tie Up Every Loose Thread

In the last month this corner of the Sherlock fandom has thrown out a multitude of ideas for a narrative that could potentially resolve every last inconsistency in Sherlock series 4. Not knowing it, this community has debated different readings – all perfectly valid with only minor holes in logic – but have missed how they might all fit together into an intricate puzzle, each reading validating the other.

I have found one way to connect every loose thread.

Topics resolved include:

– EMP Theory vs “TFP as John’s TAB”: why both readings are meant to be exposed to the viewer (but we just found them too early)
– Benedict’s insanely long monologue they mentioned him having in Series 4.
– How another episode would only be comprised of a few new scenes
– Mary’s character development drifting far from her original plotline
– Moffat’s Doctor Who narrative that includes Toby Jones as a Dream Lord and what that means for Amy in “Amy’s Choice” and Sherlock in The Lost Special.
– How POVs intertwine in TFP, and how TPLOSH inspired the way The Lost Special would end.
– The entire bizarre nature of Series 4
– Breaking the 4th Wall
– The focus in The Six Thatchers on “The Duplicate Man”, “Twins”, “Two places at once”, and “Dead AND alive”.
– Three Garridebs
– Benedict claiming “Love conquers all” while Steven Moffat facepalms.

So if you want to know the one way this could all work, check out the rest of this post. But hear me out until the end, suspend your disbelief until you’ve finished, because regardless of whether or not you believe we’re getting The Lost Special, this reading which combines everything we’ve talked about for the last year is definitely arguable and until something else gets proposed, it is the one I’m sticking with til the bitter end.

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Peaches and Cream (M)

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut.
Word count: 2.3k

Part one: Sex Tape. Part two: Toys.

Summary: “Don’t you ever get tired?” You asked, referring to the last four times you’ve had sex today. “Nah baby, I’ll never get tired of you,” He cooed softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.

Song: Peaches n Cream


“Jimin,” You playfully scolded, pushing his hand away from the passengers’ seat you were sitting in, “Stop it.”

It was your last night together and you were on your way to the airport to spend the last hour with him because he soon would be touring overseas in Europe for the first time. During your road trip to Incheon Airport, Jimin struggled to keep his eyes on the road in front of him and kept glancing at your bare legs.

He let out a chuckle and reached for you again, making you sigh dramatically as you thought about how you’ve been at it all day, until a couple of hours ago when you frantically helped him pack his stuff at the last possible minute.

“Don’t you ever get tired?” You asked, referring to the last four times you’ve had sex today.

“Nah baby, I’ll never get tired of you,” He cooed softly, taking one hand off the steering wheel and slowly trailing his fingers up the inside of your thigh.

“Oh and by the way,“ He began, glancing at you from the corner of his eye, not really paying attention to the road, “We didn’t make that second sex tape you promised.“

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 **My Favourites

The Children of Merlin ** (8/? | 74,661 | Rated M)

Magnus Bane has everything he could have hoped for: a job at Hogwarts, a chaotic made-up family that he loves more than anything and the freedom of doing what he wants whenever he wants.

When his friends manage to drag him to a Quidditch game, he doesn’t expect it to change his life. For better or worse.

They call themselves the Children of Merlin and they are going to make his life a living hell.

One Show Only ** (6/7 | 25,946 | Rated E)

It’s hard to stay in the closet when the guy you had a one-night stand with two nights ago turns out to be your new partner … but Alec will be damned if he isn’t going to give it a try.

Holding the Stick ** (8/? | 47,064 | Rated M)

Alec Lightwood has dreamed of hoisting Lord Stanley since he was eight. It’s in his blood. He’s spent the last five years trying to make that dream a reality, only managing to fall short each time.

Until a scandal leads to a multi-team trade that sends Magnus Bane his way. One of the top performing wingers in the league. An up and coming star.

And the most handsome man Alec has ever met.

He’s doomed.

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Serendipity.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Fluff (with slightly smutty undertones at the end) and a fail attempt at humor; Soulmate!AU where anything your soulmate does to their body reflects on your own

Soulmate Series: Yoongi | Hoseok | Jin | Jimin | Namjoon | Taehyung

Word Count: 2.6K

Originally posted by jungk0oksthighs

You’d never had a problem with the whole ‘soulmate’ deal, unlike some of your more passionate colleagues. It’d never sparked up much of a reaction in you, because honestly, who had the time to actually care? Besides, it did turn out to be rather amusing, most of the time.

Like when you were in the middle of discussing an important project with your professor, for example, and you felt something ticklish on the inside of your arm. You’d always been susceptible to even the slightest brush of the fingers, so you bit your lip hard to stop yourself from laughing out loud.

When you finally got to leave, you made a pit stop at the bathroom, to get a napkin or something to wipe your cut lip—go figure, you’d managed to bite it that hard—and you looked down at your wrist: the source of your problems. Looking at the squiggles on it, you felt like you were supposed to get angry, but honestly, the basic math problems drawn crudely with black ink made you laugh out loud. Sure, you got some strange looks from, like, one person for doing that, but you could tell your soulmate had to be hilarious.

You looked again, unable to resist smiling when you saw—and felt—more black ink being scribbled furiously onto your delicate skin. Your soulmate must have been having a math test or something soon; why else would they have been writing all that on their hand? Though, really, what an amateur move.

You took great delight in re-telling the story to your friends later, but it seemed like they’d reached the point where they were just tired of hearing you talk about your soulmate all the time. But really, they seemed great—and you really, really wanted to meet them. It’s just…you had no idea how.

Who knew a single conversation could change it all?

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Drops of Jupiter [Jimmy Darling x Reader]

Warnings: SMUT, NOT PROOFREAD, loss of virginity, possible spoilers, some really weird angst, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), cursing, possibly more

Word Count: 953

Request: “Could you do an angsty smut thing woth jimmy where its thier first time and she’s like ‘touch me’ and he is so overwhelmed and happy cause omg she loves him???? Idk man but anyways its fine if not and i rlly love ur writing and yeah :)” - Anon

A/N: ty ty ty my child. And I’m not good with angst tbh so ???

And apparently condoms weren’t a huge thing in the 50′s like what? As much as I write unprotected sex, the idea disgusts me tbh.

(I’ve had this in my drafts for forever, sorry!)

“Jimmy,” You whisper as your boyfriend messily tugs the buttons on the front of your blouse. “I can help you…” He pulls the navy blue sleeves down your shoulders, and off of your arms, letting it fall on the floor, much to your annoyance.

“I wanna do it.” You quietly agree, but moments later notice Jimmy grumble, fumbling with your bra. You reach around your back, un-clipping the black garment. He lets out a small sigh, admiring you.

It’s like slow-motion when Jimmy’s lips smash against yours in a quick, passionate kiss that would lead to him tossing you back on the bed, and him un-buckling his trousers with a sly smile, completely forgetting it’s your first time. It wasn’t until he noticed how fast your heart was beating that he remembered, and to which he attempted to stop his actions. After reassuring him that there was nothing to be afraid of, he began again, very slowly.

“My God Jimmy, I’m not made of glass!” You said, a little bit irritated. Alright, a lot a bit irritated. He knew that he could touch you, that you wanted to be touched by him, but he just couldn’t ever get it through his brain. The two of you had fooled around before, going so far as to you sucking him off in bed during the late hours of the night, thankful that he had his own caravan, but never actually done it. Every time you got close to it happening, he backed out because he was nervous. You weren’t letting that happen this time, though. You were going to show him that it was okay. Whether he believed you or not, well, that was up to him.

Pulling him down on the bed with you, you flip over so he’s under you. Pulling his briefs down, his cock springs free. His size had never, ever failed to surprise you, and sometimes it felt like maybe he was too big. But through the times, he had managed to convince you that he wasn’t “too big” as you had originally thought. The thought still lurked sometimes, though.

“Darlin’, what are you doing?” You quickly shush him, trying to keep your thoughts (and confidence) in order. Sliding your panties off, you toss them to the side, along with your skirt, which Jimmy had previously un-zipped halfway. You hear Jimmy laugh nervously, mumbling something or another about you.

You line his cock up with your entrance, slowly sliding down. A small whimper escapes your parted lips, and Jimmy quickly brings his hands to grip your thighs. “Oh darlin’…” After a moment of adjusting to him, you raise yourself up, your hands on his chest, quickly falling again, the warmth already rising in your stomach. 

He groans again, feeling your warmth clasp around him. Jimmy mumbles nonsense, only every few words intelligible. You didn’t mind his sounds, just wished you knew what he was saying. You could make guesses, though.

With another thrust, the two of you fall into a nice rhythm. Every time you’d slide down, he’d buck up to meet you. It was a strange way to lose your virginity, but you weren’t really sure if there was a uniform way to do it. Moans spilled from your newly dirty lips, and somehow, pride was apparent in them. You were brand new to the game, but had Jimmy Darling (of all people!) a groaning mess beneath you.

“J-Jimmy!” You pant, Jimmy pushing you back down to meet his hips. He let out a loud grunt escape his lips, feeling you pulse on his cock.

Meanwhile, Jimmy was lost in his own little world. You were the center of his thoughts, how fucking gorgeous you looks sitting on his cock, the angelic sounds you made, the way your body moved… He was so proud of himself for landing a girl as amazing as you. His mind didn’t even jump to the fact that he didn’t deserve you, unlike usual. It was safe to say that you had blown his mind with your sudden dominance.

He had been with two or three girls before. They were awkward, mostly drunken encounters, who were quick and dirty in the back alley. A back alley Sally, if you will. And I mean, who would want to fuck the lobster boy sober? They had gone with whatever he lead with, and probably ignored him the entire time. None of them spoke up about what they wanted, or even attempted at communicating their needs. 

But you took charge, apparently, and Jimmy loved that.

With his hands still on your hips and in the perfect sync, he made an attempt at flipping the pair of you over, so that you were on the bed. A second later, you dismount the handsome boy and lay on the bed, the warm Florida breeze sticking to your skin. Jimmy eagerly takes the opportunity and climbs on top of you, peppering kisses on your neck and chest. 

It’s not but a few seconds before he’s mercilessly (well, almost) pounding into you. Now, it was your turn to be the moaning mess beneath your lover, enjoying every single second.

“Jim- Ah!” You shout, Jimmy’s hand quickly rising to cover your mouth. 

“Shh. We don’t wanna be caught, do we?” Shaking your head no, he lifts his hand. Quickly, and without warning, you feel yourself release over him again. He groans. Not but a few minutes later, both of you had finished and were laying messily sprawled out on the bed. “Well then…” 

“Well then, indeed.” You confirm. He smiles, pulling your bare body closer. And soon enough, the pair of you are fast asleep, praying that nobody entered the van until morning.

Aftermath

Title: Aftermath
Characters: Hanji Zoe x Levi
Genre: Humor / Angst
Rating: T

@levihanweek​ Day 2: Nightmare

Levi’s Nightmare: Having a heart-to-heart with Pastor Nick.


“Are you worried about your wife?”

The question shocked him out of his musings.

Levi looked up, “My what?”

But the pastor was already speaking, “You’re obviously beside yourself with stress – and it’s understandable. Not knowing if your wife has survived-”

Levi cut him off, “My what?”

The pastor hesitated, apparently realizing he’d made some mistake, but misunderstanding precisely what it was. “Your…wife? The woman we traveled with before? She’s ah – forceful. You two uh – have the same, er – strident personality. When we first met, she dangled me off the wall.”

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BTS Reaction to You Not Minding That There Are Girls in The Highlight Reels

note // they’re nervous about how you would feel

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

jungkook ; kookie didn’t tell you that there were girls in the highlight reel because he was afraid of how you would take it so he decided to let you watch it for yourself when it released. so when it was finally out,, he sat you down and went to the youtube app, and to the video. as the video started, kookie leaned back and kept his eyes on you to see how you would react. once you saw jin’s part, your lips stretched into a smile (which relieved him) and it stayed like that throughout the whole video. “they’re pretty. i liked it” ,,as soon as kookie heard your comment, he let out a relieved sigh. “damn i thought you wouldn’t like it.” “why? you thought i’d be jealous that a girl held your hand for like five seconds or something? you holding hands with an actress doesn’t even come close to what we do so i’m chilling.” (c gif) “well shit, you’re right.”

Originally posted by 4cyphers

taehyung ; “is this what you were talking about?” you asked tae once you received a notification from bighit’s channel. tae had told you a couple hours back that something would be released and to not watch it until he was right beside you. he nodded and told you to watch it. you couldn’t tell but he was running his finger across his chin, with that nervous/blank facial expression that he always did. once you got to tae’s part of the video, you turned to him (you knew that he was waiting for you to say something). “she’s pretty.“ tae tried hiding his smile but failed which only made you laugh. “why were you acting all nervous? you didn’t even touch her. plus you’re with me, not her…unless you’re seeing her behind my back?” you raised an eyebrow at him. “of course not!”

Originally posted by bwipsul

jimin ; you and jimin were in your room laid up when you got a notification. since you were halfway asleep, you didn’t even notice so jimin went to the video himself. “y/n, the video is out.” he softly spoke as he shook you until you opened your eyes. “really? now?’ you asked, yawning. he held up your phone and nodded. *skip ahead, the video is over* "well for one, i have to tell hobi that he did great. two, you did great, and three what’s the girl’s number? she’s fine as hell hot.” (c gif) jimin’s body loosened up (because he was relieved that you weren’t jealous) as he laughed at you. “chill out!”

Originally posted by rapnamu

namjoon ; the video was finally out. namjoon’s nerves were high. and you were clueless about why he was acting the way that he had been acting all day. every time you asked him if he was okay, he’d just give you a smile and say, “i’m good.” but you still felt like there was something wrong. when namjoon was finally sitting down and on his phone, you took that time to try to dig deeper. you took his phone from him and sat in his lap. before you could ask him any questions, you noticed a video playing on the device. since it was the boys, you started it over and watched. *while wondering why tf nj didn’t do anything when you took his phone and sat in his thick lap* when the video ended, you gave the phone back to him. “i’m a little confused about everything, but the girls were beautiful and everyone’s acting was good. hell, i don’t blame you for stalking the girl, she’s a good look.” you said which made namjoon roll his eyes. “why are you like this?”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

hoseok ; hoseok wasn’t too nervous (BuT hE StiLl WaS) because he trusted that you wouldn’t get jealous of a video. so when it was released, he called you in his studio and let you watch it. “oh there’s girls..” you said, more to yourself than to hoseok (which highkey made him a little more nervous than he already was). when it got to his part, he looked away from the screen and at you. he was eager to hear what you had to say since the only thing that you said (WitH No EmoTioNS) throughout the whole video was “oh there’s girls.." ,,,so when you saw him dancing and the video was over, you clapped your hands and smiled at him. "thank you for making me realize how gay i really am.” “what!?” hoseok asked, looking lost af but happyily laughing since you liked the video.

Originally posted by jimiyoong

yoongi ; you and yoongi were literally knocked out in bed (tired from something that happened earlier) so he had to set an alarm for the release. it had to repeat about three times before you woke up and stopped it. “yoongi..” you repeatedly said, poking him until he woke up. “it’s out.” you told him, while he sat up on his elbows and waited for you to open the video. when it got to yoongi’s part, you smirked. everything in the apartment reminded you of yours. yoongi had basically turned your home into a place that he could go to and play music, drink coffee and write music. “she’s so fucking beautiful. how can i thank her for taking that lighter from you though?” you said/asked, under your breath,, not even realizing that you had paused the video and been staring at her for almost half a minute. “ah see i knew you’d like it”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

jin ; you were sitting across from jin, watching him while he looked for something to wear when you received a noni. jin had been talking about the highlight reels for days now, he had already told you that there would be girls in the video and to not be jealous (in a joking way). as you watched the video, you did feel a little weird about it because it was their first time (having girls in their videos) in a long time,, but you were happy that they had did something fresh. “i liked it a lot. i’m so proud of you. with those acting skills you need to audition for movies and dramas.” you went over to him and kissed him wherever the hell you kissed him “thank you bay…bee (he basically said baby,, slowly)” he was the happiest guy in the world thanks to yee gas.

I Lost It (Part 2 of 3)

Summary: We follow Bucky as he describes the three times in his life where he has ‘lost it’ with you.

Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader (from Bucky’s POV)

Warnings: none? kinda sad? Idk

Word Count: 1,000ish

A/N: So, instead of quitting, I’m gonna to post instead. This is tiny, little, mini-series to dip my toes back into the water. I’d LOVE to get some feedback and be re-inspired to create once again. P.s. SORRY about this one.

[PART ONE]

Originally posted by buckybass

We’d finally settled into our daily routine as husband and wife, which meant a race to the bathroom in the morning. Per usual, I’d beat her down the hall and inevitably give into her puppy dog eyes when she begged to get a shower first.

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soulmate! Mingyu (carat version)

requested by anon: “Mingyu soulmate au where hes a idol and the soulmate is a carat. Thanks!”

in which you have a clock that starts at birth and counts time until you meet your soulmate, which it then stops

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  • you seriously have never been so excited in your life
  • this is the moment where you wish you could say “i’m about to meet seventeen” 
  • but no, let’s try to shoot for the lower baskets first
  • aka, you’re in L.A. for a little bit, before you and your friends drive to disneyland 
  • this is your spring break, a well needed break before you have to stress out for finals week
  • and as your first day here after a long road trip, everyone’s too tired to go out to some fancy place
  • so, you and your friend were put on snack duty and at the closest convenience store to your hotel
  • entering, your friend and you go to the drinks first
  • “hey how much cash you got on you” she asks
  • you smirk and answer “seventeen”
  • svt was your ulti group, you’d been a carat since adore u and your one goal in life: seeing seventeen live
  • she groans but laughs at your weird facial expressions, “STOP. But really though?”
  • “seventeen teen teen”
  • she takes the bottle of water she was holding and smacks your arms, not so gently
  • “oh my godeeuuuu” 
  • she almost smacks you again at your seventeen reference
  • by now all your friends knew of svt
  • you glanced down at your wrist, a habit formed from years of checking
  • the clock was still going and it was easy to tell ten minutes had passed since leaving the hotel
  • you used it often to keep track of time
  • even though you knew its real purpose
  • to stop the moment you met your soulmate
  • you’d never really been interested in searching like other of your friends have
  • going around randomly, looking at the clock on your wrist and waiting for it to stop
  • it didn’t sound very… romantic
  • at that moment thirteen guys are three aisles over arguing over what kind of ramen they should buy
  • “mingyu-yah get this one” 
  • “no no i trust jisoo hyung he’s probably had all the american ramen before”
  • mingyu kind of just blanks them out and stares at the two brands lost in thought
  • suddenly he hears something and speaks,
  • “seungkwan-ah did you hear someone say seventeen teen teen and oh my godeu”
  • the argument over ramen ceases
  • “ayeee mingyu what kinda shit you saying now, you must be really hungry”
  • “no no no hyung i feel weird”
  • “there’s no way right?” woozi says, everyone knowing what he was implying
  • the others shake the thought off as they resume arguing, only a few of the members notice mingyu setting the ramen down and walking down the aisle
  • meanwhile you and your friend ignore the commotion, too busy with your own
  • “okay i’ll get chips, you get some ramen” you say
  • going straight to where they have the hot cheetos, you grab two bags
  • “hey you want any other-”
  • as you turn around your face almost hits someone’s chest
  • your immediate thought is
  • “what giant did you just run into, lmao this would be me if i ever met mingyu”
  • you back up and look up to apologize
  • and then jump in shock 
  • getting a look at his face you realize, 
  • “holy fucking shit, kill me now”
  • “ah i’m sorry” he says distractedly in an incredibly cute accent
  • you’re screaming internally, though for all you know you could have been screaming aloud
  • are you seeing things? bc this must be one hell of a dream
  • that’s the only explanation of why kim mingyu is standing in front of you at a freaking convenience store
  • fate isn’t playing some kind of cruel trick on you right?
  • everything in your brain clicks together and of course i first thing you say is,
  • “i’m really sorry to ask you this but i’m a carat and i really love seventeen and your music and i’d really like it if you could like sign?”
  • these words rush out your mouth way to fast for his comprehension
  • he laughs confusedly and smiles, “carat?”
  • you almost slap your forehead, how embarrassing can you get
  • “yes, can you sign?” 
  • he smiles, “yes”
  • you thank the lord for this one moment where you didn’t clean out your purse and pull out a sharpie 
  • showing him your clear phone case you hold out the sharpie to him
  • he takes this moment to look at your wrist subconsciously, something he’s done most of his life when meeting people
  • he feels conflicted, when he also sees a timer on your wrist which has stopped
  • because although he can’t really speak that much english, he thinks you’re really pretty
  • so he kind of just ignores it,
  • thinking you already found your soulmate and couldn’t possibly be his
  • unknown to you, he recognized your voice from the seventeen teen teen earlier 
  • grabbing the pen, he takes another habitual glimpse at his own wrist before he signs
  • you hear the pen hit the floor and feel lost
  • “um -”
  • “OH MY GOD” 
  • he yells something in korean which you barely understand
  • twelve other boys come tumbling through the aisles yelling 
  • you’re going to have a heart attack
  • in a split second your head registers exactly who is in front of you
  • mother effing seventeen teen teen
  • aka the people who give you heart attacks on a daily basis
  • aka your one goal in life
  • mingyu talks quickly to all them, glancing back at you every second
  • you’re still standing there frozen in shock, like wtf just happened
  • and tbh you’re still confused on what they’re doing/ talking about
  • until
  • joshua smiles at you and grins
  • “you’ve just met your soulmate”
  • your first reaction: “?!?!?!" 
  • and immediately to look at your wrist and notice the timer has in fact stopped
  • you suddenly can’t breathe and both you and mingyu make eye contact
  • holding three packs of ramen your friend comes beside you
  • “what’d i miss?”
  • “everything girl. fucking everything.”
  • despite the almost movie like encounter, you and mingyu had some problems
  • to name a few,
  • he’s an idol
  • your a college student
  • um, language barrier
  • pretty sure you have to know more than annyeonghaseyo & saranghae
  • you show you friend you wrist and the first thing she does is squeals, grab both your hands and jump up and down
  • “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!! you know what! y’all spend time together, get to know one another WHATEVER, i’ll pay for everything! you come back to the hotel whenever!” 
  • she leaves giving you a hug and waving bye to the seventeen boys
  • suddenly this whole thing hits you, like damn these aren’t just some people you stare at from a screen, you guys actually have a personal connection
  • “so um annyeonghasyo? my name’s y/n” 
  • you are surprisingly able to be composed
  • the smile doesn’t fall from his face
  • “kim mingyu”
  • seungkwan starts saying something and everyone starts talking
  • somehow joshua and vernon get your phone and type in mingyus number plus adding everyones too
  • you get five minutes together before they have to leave
  • because of the language barrier, you both can’t say as much as you want
  • “i’ll try my very best to learn korean, soulmate”
  • “i try best at english?” mingyu says cutely
  • you laugh, and the time together comes to an end when their manager calls them home
  • with a leap of boldness, you wrap your arms around his waist tightly
  • you feel him stiffen but then wrap his arms around your shoulder tightly
  • suddenly you feel yourself being lift off the ground 
  • “KIM MINGYU” you screech, giggling
  • he sets you down with a grin on his face
  • “annyeong soulmate~” his to his members who are loudly saying stuff a mingyu
  • before he walks out he turns around one last time and lifts his phone to his ears yelling something in korean
  • “CALL ME!!”

Originally posted by gyushua


part 2

The Seventeen Soulmate AU series:

|| Seungcheol / Pt. 2 || Jeonghan / Pt. 2 || Joshua / Pt.2 || Jun / Pt.2 || Hoshi / Pt.2 || Wonwoo || Woozi / Pt.2 || Seokmin / Pt.2 || Mingyu / Pt.2 || Minghao || Seungkwan || Vernon / Pt.2 || Dino ||

MASTERLIST

~ admin seri

Now or Never

Originally posted by mixedangel

“Y/N,” he smiles, “Can I ask you something?”.

He looks up to you from the floor at the foot of your bed, putting down his notebook in the process.

You peel your eyes from the entrancing pages of your book to meet his gaze, welcoming any and all forms of communication from an even more enticing subject.

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Mission Bad Boy - 3

Plot: What if you could win 100,000 Won by giving someone a makeover? But here’s the catch – you have 6 months to turn a nerdy, anti-social male into the school’s biggest heartthrob.

Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Angst, Highschool au!

Notes: Just a little present for you guys, and I wanted to make up for the fact that I won’t be able to post for a while. I hope you enjoy! 5.4 k Words

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Originally posted by knjtrash

The days which followed were completely dedicated to Kim Namjoon’s transformation. You figured that you should work on changing his outward behaviour before changing the way he looked. If the physical transformation happened first and he didn’t have the personality to suit it, people could just call him fake. The bullying would just get worse.

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Bad Boy Parker: Peter Parker

Word Count: 1.8k

Warning(s): Bad Boy!Peter Parker

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Request: Heyyy I really need a bad boy Peter Parker imagine!! I will love you to death if you write one for me :) thank you for all your amazing imagines💕
A/N: The dear anon who requested this imagine didn’t give me much to work with, so I kinda just… wrote this and made Peter Parker a Bad Boy? Idk I hope you all enjoy and it’s not too bad.

Note: Reader and Peter are sixteen


Y/N was new to Midtown High School and was still learning her way around. She had only been there for a day, and was now on her second day at the school. On her first day, Y/N had met a girl named Leila who had been quick to befriend Y/N and to show her around the school along with invite Y/N to join her and her friends during lunch. 

It was only her second day at the school and she had already managed to be late. Great, now she was going to end up making a grand entrance, which would do exactly what she didn’t want to happen: draw attention. “God damnit, Y/N.” Y/N cursed herself under her breath as she paused outside of the door to her first class. She took in a deep breath and opened the door. As expected, the teacher stopped his talking and the entire class turned to face the door.

“Ah, Ms. Y/L/N. How nice of you to finally join us. It is only your second day at this school and you’re already late.”

“I know, I’m really sorry. Had a couple bumps back home and it just made thing… and you don’t care. I’ll just be taking my seat.” Y/N said as she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and as she walked towards her seat. She set her book bag on the floor by her desk and pulled her books out. Minutes into the class and Y/N was extremely bored. She had learned this material at her previous school. Her eyes wandered around the classroom until they landed on the most handsome boy she had ever seen. He also hadn’t been there the previous day. He looked beyond disinterested in what the teacher was saying as he fiddled with the pen in his hand.

Y/N was staring shamelessly and Peter knew. He could feel her eyes on him and this pleased him immensely. His lips stretched into a small smirk as he turned his head to meet Y/N’s gaze. Y/N didn’t break eye contact with the mystery boy until he sent her a discreet wink. Of course, Y/N felt like she was going to melt and had to look away. The rest of the time, Y/N avoided eye contact with him in fear of saying something she would regret.

When the bell rang, Y/N didn’t hesitate in the slightest to quickly shove her books in her bag and practically sprint out of the classroom. She was aware the sound of the heels of her ankle boots were loud as she sped walked away from the classroom, but she didn’t care. Luckily, Y/N had her next class with Leila, who would hopefully take her mind off of whoever he was. And after this class was lunch, which would give Y/N even more time to come up with ways to avoid whoever he was.

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jungkook; morning kiss(es)

❝there’s no such thing as singular in jungkook’s book of kisses. only plural.
►1870 words // scenario
♡ this is for @cno-inbminor​ bc we reached our 200th day snapstreaksary (it’s a word i swear) and this is a little overdue but here it is i tried my best and it’s short but i LOVE YOU KAREN

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Jungkook was a person who could be satisfied (and happy) with the littlest of things in life or, could find significance in anything he came across with. 

One, you (not to be taken literally but hey, he does use the benefit of being taller and you know when you’re shorter you have a better aim at his di-). Two, discounted prices on set meals he wants to eat. Three, finding a dollar lying on the floor and claiming it as his even though he knows damn well it fell from your purse but finders keepers losers weepers. Four, Jimin and Taehyung messing with Hoseok, only got get a beating after and his devil ass is watching from the side the whole time. And last but not least, sleeping until the sun breaks through the window and rakes his ass awake.

He was a heavy sleeper and that, ladies and gentlemen, was not a surprising thing at all. God no. Almost everyone around him had experienced troubles waking him up at least once (thrice) in their lifetime. As quoted from none other than Kim Seokjin and editing from Kim Namjoon: “That boy can sleep until the world burns down and he’ll wake up being alone.” (end scene)

It was all about getting used to, in your opinion. You’d gauge around the time he’d wake up and plan your day on from there. See, if you can’t change the boy’s habit, change the way you work things around. Simple. (unless you’re living with six other guys who gives no shit with your sleeping habits then kudos to you, good luck chap, better luck next life)

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Bad girls don’t get to cum

Originally posted by davidxhaller

Pairing: IvarxReader
Rating: Explicit
Words: 4415
Warning: Smut, light chocking, orgasm denial

Notes: Hello everyone! I’ve been reading (stalking) everything about Vikings lately(well mostly Ivar because let’s face it I’m Ivar trash right now) and you guys made me want to write something of my own. So there it is! My first one-shot. English is not my native language so I’m sorry if there is any mistakes. This is my first smut as well so please bear with me! Feedback are always welcomed. I hope you’ll enjoy it!

Becoming a skilled shieldmaiden was the only thing you ever dreamed of since you were a child. But your parents did not like the idea of you risking your life so they never wanted you to learn. They always said that you would become a farmer like them and take over the family’s farm, like they did. When you turned thirteen, you did not listen any longer and escaped every morning to go train all by yourself with a sword you found one day near the river. Without any experience, your training was not helpful at all; all you did was swinging your sword, desperately trying to gain some skills. One afternoon, while you were practicing, you heard laughs behind you. The Ragnarssons, princes of Kattegat, were watching you. Since that day, they helped you training and fast you became really good at this. Ubbe, Hvitserk and Sigurd treated you like a close friend and you saw in them the brothers you never had. As for Ivar, it was deadly complicated. At the beginning, he did not like you at all, always mocking you, telling you how bad you were or how your body was not fitted to be a warrior. He was hurting your feeling but you had never showed it. One day, you had enough and challenged him. Unfortunately, you lost the fight but it was enough to show him that you were not just a poor girl trying desperately to become a fighter. Since that day, he was more careful with his words; he even helped you and showed you some tricks. With time, you both fell for each other.

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you know...

Fake dating, flirty, Friday ficlet ahead. (TGIF) (Modern AU, 1300 words, rated T)


“Ow!”

“Sorry Swan, I didn’t just put that cabinet there, it’s been in place since I moved in.”

The leg pressed against his side digs a bit into his ribs and he chuckles, giving his best friend a cocky smirk as she rubs at the back of her head she’s just slammed into his upper cabinet after a too hearty laugh. They’re both a little tipsy, teetering closer over the edge into drunk with each pass of the bottle of rum between them. Said bottle is in his hand now and he twirls the brown liquid around, wondering how many sips they have left and if it’s really a good idea for Emma to be sitting on the counter in her current state.

“Shit, I hear Ruby. Killian, do me a favor?”

Not looking up from the bottle he merely nods, knowing there is very little in the world he won’t agree to do for Emma Swan.

“Eyes up here, sailor, this is important.”

Her green eyes are wide and imploring and his hand wraps around her knee in support of whatever distress has suddenly come over her.

“What is it, love?”

“Ruby is desperate to pair me up and mentioned bringing someone with her tonight for me to meet. I’m really not in the mood. Or interested. Can we…you know…pretend for just a minute…to…you know…”

A cold sweat breaks out beneath his flannel, his heart both breaking and doubling in time at the suggestion of pretending to “you know” with the woman sitting beside him. He’s wanted to “you know” with Emma for longer than he can remember, so it won’t take much on his part to sell the idea. He can’t help but feel lost at her wanting to pretend.

“But Ruby knows we’re just friends, so won’t she smell bullshit a mile away?”

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Allergic Interaction

Inspired by @edorazzi‘s BEAUTIFUL little OCs Amun and Carter and all of their antics, Miraculous’ titular character Chat Noir AKA Adrien and his affliction with feathers, and my recent jackpot of allergies. Enjoy!

Also found on AO3.


           Amun would say his luck with the accursed food was dismal at best.

           Hazelnuts, as he learned since his revival, were not, in fact, cursed but some sort of chemical thing, as Angelo put it, caused him to have a reaction in his immune system. Since his internal organs had recently been re-growing, that meant that former hives evolved into far worse reactions when exposed to the fatal nut.

           His luck was dismal because, even after learning of this and learning enough English reading to avoid it, they were in France, and, therefore, French was written everywhere. Amun hadn’t even thought to ask someone to read it to him - he knew the language of French but not how to read it - when he’d eaten that chocolate bar offered to him by one of the clerks at the museum.

           If not for Angelo’s quick grab for the Epinephrine pen upon seeing Amun go red and begin to wobble from dizziness, this might have been his second death.

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What are we waiting for?

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings/Contains: kinda phone sex, ben wa balls and kegel exercises, slight wanda x reader in a platonic but slightly gay way, general awkwardness, dirty talk, vaginal sex, stripping, i think that’s all?

Word Count: 3762

i never know what half the shit i write even means, but here it is, it’s here and it’s happening, think of it what you will #godbless

Originally posted by marvel-dirtbag

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